Chen Qiu has already caught it, Jian Yu has already obtained it, fights as it should, faces as it should be revealed, gifts as it should be given, and the strategic goal of the Qijue Sect in Suzhou has been achieved.

When the decent people began to join forces, there was no need to stay here anymore and fight to the death with the knights.

And this trip actually had surprising surprises.

"Buzz"

Zhang Chu's fingers moved away from the handle of the Qixing Shaking Light Knife. His fingertips were like electric shocks, with abnormal paralysis and a biting pain.

Obviously, this murderous knife did not recognize him.

But it doesn't matter. As long as you leave Suzhou and go back to the Western Regions, you have plenty of time to figure out this peerless sword.

But even those magic swords like Xie can be conquered by tricks.

Of course, this evil sword must have a way to use it for yourself.

"Good knife, good knife!"

Zhang Chu sealed the wooden box in front of him, and he rubbed the sword jade in his hand. The two-colored pupils were full of surprise. He waved his hand, and his confidant Kutuo stepped forward and carried the knife behind him.

The master of the Qiji Sect turned to You Wuming, who was sitting next to him regulating his breathing and his true energy.

The thin young man was covered with blood all over his body, but the magic sword was placed on his knees. As the blood sea of ​​true energy flowed in You Wuming's body, the magic sword was also buzzing.

But the injuries on You Wuming's body were really horrifying.

Such injuries will definitely not be able to survive if anyone else falls into it. However, this young man can control the magic sword and survive until now, he is really talented.

Zhang Chu's eyes did not stop at the wound on You Wuming's body.

He looked at the young man in front of him, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. The young man in front of him was his most proud "work" in the first half of his life.

It was him who found You Wuming during the war in the Western Regions, and it was also him who discovered You Wuming's special talent.

This child is not afraid.

Maybe it's a natural flaw.

But only those who are born without fear can become the master of the evil sword.

You Wuming can't be called the real master of evil swords.

But this Suzhou test knife made Zhang Chu more and more convinced that with You Wuming's age, one day, he could easily control this demon sword like his father without any interference or influence.

Doesn’t Zhang Chu want to have it but it’s evil?

No!

He didn't want to do it at all.

Zhang Chu is also very smart, no normal person will take the initiative to approach the evil spirits.

"Fateless."

Zhang Chu called out in a gentle voice:

"How are you?"

You Wuming was awakened. He opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Chu with blue eyes, with a hint of closeness in his eyes.

His chin was broken and he couldn't speak, so he could only nod and signaled that he was fine.

"Very good, you performed very well this time, and it didn't waste my hard work."

Zhang Chu said to You Wuming:

"When you go back this time, you will start to learn the 'Demon Destroy Sword Technique'. You have proved that you are the natural master of the evil sword."

A trace of pure joy flashed in the blue eyes of You Wuming.

At that time, Zhang Moye left behind not only a magic knife, but also a sword technique that matched the magic knife.

But Yu Wuming had never been able to control the evil nature of the evil sword before, so Zhang Chu did not allow him to learn that strange sword technique.

This made me regretful that I was born with worry about the heart of the sword.

Now that he can learn that sword technique, how can he be unhappy?

"Ku Tuo!"

Zhang Chu waved his hand and signaled that You Wuming to adjust his breathing and cultivate himself quickly. He turned his head and the warm smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

He hung the sword jade he brought from Chen Qiu on his neck and said to Kutuo:

"Spread the bait and lead the decent knights away.

I'll take one step first, you break out from the other side.

Soldiers are the most important thing, so don’t fight with others on the road!

Wuming and Tiandi Xuanhuang Four Guards will follow you to protect my second brother and Chen Qiu.

I have something to ask them.”

Zhang Chu picked up his slender sword that was somewhat similar to Quexie, and he said to Kutuo:

"If you encounter trouble, Wuming will solve it."

"Great send to the door master!"

Ku Tuo and a group of elites from the Seven Quarter Sect leaned over and sent Zhang Chu away.

The latter took a few people and left the villa through the back door. He was a smart person, so he naturally would not put all the eggs in one basket.

Just as Zhang Chu left the other hall, Chen Qiu, who was locked in the other hall, slowly woke up.

Jianyu was taken away by You Wuming on the road, so Chen Qiu did not sink into Jianyu's dream like before, but instead had a rare sleep and had many dreams.

Previous life, present life.

Laughing, suffering.

The two kinds of memories are mixed together, allowing Chen Qiu, who has not had a dream for almost a year, to enjoy the taste of the dream.

This sleep was not sweet.

When I opened my eyes, I was dizzy and exhausted, and I was not as energetic as I used to wake up from the Jianyu Dream.

When Chen Qiu opened his eyes, he felt something was wrong.

The true energy in his body stopped flowing, as if he was locked to death by a lock.

The true qi was forcibly stopped and naturally healed the wound. A pain rushed into his heart, making Chen Qiu unable to help but grin and let out a moan.

"Hey, you look so weird when you sleep."

A familiar voice sounded in Shen Qiu's ears.

He turned around and saw that the Demon Sect's young master who had plotted against him in Changsha had been lying on the chair beside him in a lie-out position.

Like myself, my body was covered with needles.

"Did you dream of something weird? I saw that you were laughing so slutty just now."

Zhang Lan was already desperate.

But Chen Qiu was also sent in. He saw that Chen Qiu was even worse than himself and was injured all over, and his despair was getting better.

As expected, this person’s own happiness must be based on the pain of others.

Chen Qiu didn't talk.

He didn't know why this Demon Cult Master was imprisoned, and looking at the blood on his body, he seemed to have been tortured, but Chen Qiu didn't care.

He closed his eyes and began to try to mobilize the true qi in his body and break away from the meridians.

"Stop trying, it's useless."

Zhang Lan looked at Chen Qiu ignoring him, and felt it was boring. When she saw Chen Qiu trying to rush to the acupoint, she spoke:

"That was Ku Tuo using the ghost needle to seal the seventeen major acupoints in your body. Not to mention you, even the experts on the ground list should not try to exercise their true energy...

Wait honestly, I'll be on the road soon."

“On the road?”

Chen Qiu opened his eyes when he heard this meaningful word.

He looked at Zhang Lan and said:

“Where to go?”

"Better, I will go to the Western Regions, outside the Tianshan Mountains, under the Great Snow Mountains, and the Seven-Certain Sect General Hall."

Zhang Lan said in a voice that is more sad than death:

"It's a little worse...

I guess I will go to the underworld, drink a bowl of Mengpo soup, forget about happiness and pain, reincarnate happily, and become a new person in a clean and innocent way.

I just didn't expect that my last journey in my life would actually go with you..."

The body was stained with blood and extremely miserable Duke Xihua smiled bitterly. He tilted his head and looked at Chen Qiu, and he said:
Chapter completed!